(A/N) Hello everyone. Ummm, this is my first Inuyasha fic, so please go easy on me. I usually write fics to Harry Potter, but a friend of mine is an adamant anime fiend and she drug me into the story of Inuyasha. Just for everyone to know, I've only seen the American version of the story on Cartoon Network. Because of this, I am sure that there are many mistakes in this story. I would appreciate it if you would leave a review and tell me about any you find. I'll make the corrections immediately. Ummm, alright, on with the story.

Disclaimer - It's not mine. It never was. Everything belongs to Takahashi Rumiko. Well, the plot is a little bit of mine, but that's it.

The End is Here

The morning sun dawned clear in the forest. It was going to be a warm summer day. However, this mornings birthing rays of sun was not met by the cheerful, carefree chirping of birds or the fuzzy song of katydids that inhabited the wooded surroundings. No where were there young creatures stirring from their restful night of uninterrupted sleep. Instead, the morning was dead silent, the only sound heard was the harsh breathing of a white-haired hanyou who had just destroyed the epitome of evilness in ancient Japanese demon world.

Inuyasha stood in the middle of the forest clearing, bleeding profusely from the wounds he had received in battle. All around him, the result of the ferocious battle he and the others had just finished lay open to the world to see. He took a deep breath and used Tetsusaiga to stabilize himself before taking inventory of what had just happened. His thoughts immediately turned to his traveling companions. He jerked up right and looked around anxiously, yet he needn't look far.

To his left lay Shippo and Sango. The little kitsune was bleeding profusely from his leg, and he seemed to be in a complete daze. The demon exterminator was out cold, her lithe form unresponsive to the suns bright rays that beckoned her to awaken. Blood stained her black body suit and her boomerang was stuck in a tree trunk right above her head. To his right, Miroku was struggling to push his way off of the ground. The monk was badly beaten and the bruises were beginning to form at points on the skin that was exposed from the tears in his robes. The monk glanced around wearily, assessing the damage done to the group, and quickly spotted Sango's unmoving form. Inuyasha watched as Miroku pushed himself up and went to Sango's side, wincing and cursing under his breath as the movement jarred the already tender areas. The hanyou sighed and shook his head, realizing how close they had come to losing their lives. A low moan came from behind him. Inuyasha turned his head slowly, wincing as the cuts, abrasions, and wounds were forcefully moved and the congealed blood on his body was torn open. He gasped and felt his anger rise up again. Thrown against a large pile of boulders was the body of Kagome. She was lying on the boulders, not moving. There was blood on her forehead and her arm was turned at an awkward angle at her side. She didn't move, and Inuyasha could not tell if she was even alive or not. He would have believed her dead already had it not been for the moan that had caught his attention only seconds before. He quickly prayed to whatever god there was that the girl was fine. He pulled his sword from the ground and began to walk over to the unmoving form of the reincarnated miko. He stopped suddenly when he heard her groan again. She finally pulled herself off of the boulders and shook her head, trying to clear the fuzziness that surrounded her vision. Inuyasha watched silently as the miko stood up and walked towards him.

"We've done it, Inuyasha." she muttered weakly. "We finally did it. It's all over now." The young hanyou grimaced as the girl knelt down beside him. He felt woozy as the adrenaline that had flooded into him at the beginning of the battle began to thin in his bloodstream. He blinked rapidly and looked around. His stomach gave a violent lurch when the putrid smell of hot blood registered in his mind. All around him, bodies of the dead youkais were lying. Blood was everywhere. On rocks. On trees. In the ground. On him. It was all over. He shook his head and sighed heavily, willing himself not to pass out from the overwhelming smell of blood and the intense pain that seared through his body..

They had been ambushed in the clearing, neither Kagome or himself had sensed the evil intruders. It had been a bloody battle as Inuyasha and the others faced off against youkai and hanyou alike. Each one of the would be attackers fell to the ground in the end, until only one remained. Inuyasha had faced his demons, and won. By this time, everyone of Inuyasha's group had been down, except for Kagome. She had managed to use her increased miko powers to shield herself and the downed forms of their companions from the onslaught of the attacks. When all of the attackers had been defeated, and only the master remaining, she had let the shield down due to complete exhaustion. Then, Inuyasha and Naraku had fought to the end. They were matched evenly, blow by blow. It had only been when Kagome remembered Naraku's old respect for the priestess Kikyou that she figured out a way to make his guard slip.

She had thrown herself into the battle, unconscious of what the consequences would be. She waited until Inuyasha had retreated from the evil hanyou for a quick breath of air before she used what was left of depleted miko energy to change herself into a nearly exact replica of the dead priestess. She walked out of the security of the side lines and pulled her arrows from her pack. When she walked out into Naraku's field of vision, he stared at her. She smiled as evilly as she could manage and pulled an arrow from her quiver. A soft pink light had enveloped the arrow from tip to tail, the power of the Shikon No Tama. Naraku, believing her to be the shade that was under his command, sent a boost of his own energy to the arrow that she had pointed at the growling Inuyasha. Naraku was so entranced at his soon to be victory that he had not picked up on the differences in Kagome's and Kikyou's smells. He had walked up to Kagome and glared at Inuyasha.

"It is over, you filthy hanyou. I've won." he had muttered. "The Shikon no Tama will be mine." Inuyasha growled and made for the foolish hanyou. At the same time, Kagome had spun around and sent the arrow into Naraku's heart. The point blank range that the arrow had been shot at sent it completely through the body of the hanyou, purifying his soul and body; and effectively killing him for good. Suddenly, Kagome had lost Kikyou's appearance and she stood before the dying Naraku with no form of defense. Her miko powers were so depleted that she had no energy left. In a last attempt to destroy the hanyou Inuyasha and human miko Kagome, Naraku sent a powerful wave of energy to the both of them. It had knocked the white-haired hanyou to the ground and sent the spent miko flying towards the pile of boulders she had just got up from.

Inuyasha glanced down to the bloody, beaten, and broken body of the hanyou Naraku. A soft pink light was emanating from his chest. Kagome weakly picked up the remaining half of the Shikon No Tama and placed it with the others that hung form her neck.

When the two halves merged, soft pink light fell onto the clearing, bathing everything in an ethereal glow. With the power of the jewel pulsating wave after wave of pure energy around them, Inuyasha gathered Kagome in his arms and hugged her tightly.

"It's over. It's finally over......"

Okay, um, how'd I do??? I'm hoping I didn't screw anything up too badly. But if I did, leave me a note saying so. More to come, hopefully. I know that this chapter doesn't give much information about the plot of the story, but it's coming. Anyways, later.